Hey guys, just a quick post to show my latest painting. This one took AGES and I’m glad it’s over. Looking forward to getting a little more productive with some airbrush work now this is done!
Yesterday evening, I came across a blog titled “The Unforgotten” by fellow blogger Wudugast over on Convert Or Die; which, as it happens, is literally brim-full of really cool conversions (so make sure to check it if you haven’t already)!
What caught my attention about this particular post, was that the author was discussing the subject of unfinished projects – something that I’m particularly guilty of myself – and that he was taking part in a community painting challenge organised by Azazel’s Bits Box, which called for interested parties to finish an unfinished model that has essentially been sat gathering dust for several months. Intrigued, I decided to sign myself up.
Returning readers to Slow And Purposeful may remember a project I blogged about many moons ago – way back in 2015, actually. Yup, you guessed it. The dreaded Death Guard Helbrute!
And so, last night, I took to the challenge determined to finally put this model to bed… AND, you know what? I did!
Thanks to Wudugast and Azazel for the inspiration!
Until next time,
“Dearest Fabius taught me so much…”
The voice spoke from the silhouette of the throne that Altrian had been thrown down in view of. A bank of spotlights had been mounted on the wall behind the throne. The light from them was blinding. Without his helm even his post-human eyes teared up trying to look upon the figure reclined there. Cheap theatrics Altrian thought to himself with a sneer but had expected no different. “This, my magnum opus, is as much his creation as it is mine,” the voice continued gesturing to the machinery that idled behind Altrian with a maddening, teeth-itching hum. Voices Altrian half-corrected himself, well, singular voice but multiple speakers.
“I was but a child taking my first timid steps when he took me under his wing. Fabius is a godless man though. He thinks that makes him stronger than the rest of us. But his godlessness is just to hide his fear. Fear that he treads a path not his own… Sweet Slaanesh loves him and watches over him even though he spurns, the youngest god’s love. It was sweet Slaanesh that saved me, elevated me, remade me in an image more pleasing to him.”
“When he was my master, before he was yours, Fabius took my voice from me for some petty transgression…
It was the cruellest and yet most delectable thing. In my enforced silence I heard it. The siren song of Slaanesh. The birth cry of a god layered in the lament of the dying of the race that birthed him. It was so beautiful and with every ounce of my being I longed to add my voice to that song. Not the tinny artificial thing from the vox-aug I was fitted with or even the voice I had use before then but my true voice. I knew it was buried. Inside of me. I needed to bring it to the fore.
“Pain was the answer as it so often is. I built this device for me. Its tender attentions ministrations took me to the brink. The thread that separates life and death. In that place I found my voice. I surrendered myself to the death I knew would meet me and I screamed, my very soul shrieked out in blissful agony. That soul-cry joined with the Song of Slaanesh. It was a fleeting note. My weak, pitiful, physical form was torn apart by the intensity of its tone. But my one note in that glorious song and the price I paid to sing it, caught the attention of my sweet god and in his delightful excruciations I was remade. Slaanesh brought me into his choir but I knew that my place now was to help others find their voice.”
Almost lost in the thrumming of the pain engine behind him Altrian heard the rustle of robes and a number of cybernetic limbs.
“Honoured Adept Domitian here, made a weapon of the process,” the voices explained as the robotic hands of two Thallax hauled Altrian to his feet. The figure on the throne rose to his feet. Taller than a regular astartes and thinner, more graceful of limb. The full horror of its visage became clear as it spread its leathery pinions blocking the harsh spotlights and allowing Altrian’s eyes to adjust. He at last made out the true horror that was his captor –Kastoros Lydon; Kastoros The Resplendent; Kastoros The Choirmaster; The Silent Song and a hundred other names besides. The daemon’s ornate armour was a headache inducing riot of pink, warped into something more fitting to his form even if less practical now. Practicality was rarely a concern for the servants of Slaanesh let alone for those no longer confined to the harsh truths of mortality. His face and helm had long since blurred. Now his visage was of a cruel, living ceramite behind a static-spitting voxgrille, almost lost in a mane of tubes and cables. When he spoke the words came from the psychically slaved heads skewered on trophy racks atop the creature’s throne.
“I had so hoped Fabius, would be with you. I wanted to give him my thanks and repay him in kind. I shall take some comfort, for now, in adding your voice to the song in his stead”
Still got a long way to go on this mini but I’m working on a new Daemon Prince. So far there’s an assortment of bits from: Fulgrim, Chaos Terminator Lord, Helbrute, Dark Eldar Scourges, Possessed, Khorne Blood Reavers and an ever increasing amount of green stuff. Got quite a clear vision for both the mini and his background though so that should see me through the hard work. Looking forward to getting him to a point where I can start painting!
I thought I better finish Kairos, just in time for the new model to come out otherwise he risked never getting done!
I really enjoyed painting him up, and it’s a real shame a model that has caused such misery for such long time to all my friends is going to be nothing more that a daemon prince from now!
This is the first in a series of tactica articles we have considered running for each of our specific god units. None of us are claiming to be tournament gurus, but even if we’ve picked up the odd tip or trick that might help you then we’re really happy to share! If you’d like to see more, please let us know in the comments! 🙂
Ah Screamers, one of the iconic Tzeentch units. Lovely little sharks that can be anything from late game objective grabbers to the centre of a death star build. I use these almost every time I play and they’ve never let me down no matter what I need from them. So rather than go through the basics of their statline and rules which I’m sure you all know well, I’ll list some of the wonderful things these guys can be doing for you!
For this to work you really need a unit of 9, 4 level 3 Heralds and Fateweaver. One of the Heralds will have the grimoire of true names.
Your heralds will all be rolling on Daemonology to get Cursed Earth or Divination to get Forewarning. The purpose of both spells is to get your inv save down to 4++. Divination or Daemonology is really down to preference whether you’ll be summoning or want lots of rerolls on top. When running this build you’re going to have 12 rolls on your selected spell set which statistically means you’ll get the spell you want twice, but you have to be prepared for the odd time you won’t get it.
In your movement phase you use the Grimoire on your screamer unit, Fateweaver is her to reroll in case you get the one or two on the roll. That’s really important as you don’t want to be losing inv saves. You then cast your psychic power of choice on the unit and you’ll be rocking a 2++ with a reroll because of the Daemon of Tzeentch rule.
Use it for:
Tarpitting your opponents best units, and killing things that you really don’t want running around unchecked. Your opponent will be so disheartened by your unkillable unit that he might just quit 40k forever.
Things to be careful of:
1: D strength will tear this unit apart, but that can be said of anything D shoots at.
2: Finding an opponent that wants to play you again.
Max size unit, no characters.
A unit of 9 without anything else.
Use it for:
Zooming around the board with your ridiculous movement, capping objectives when needed. Turbo boosting over units to whittle them down and jumping on the odd tank here and there to get a sneaky load of Lampreys Bites!
Things to be careful of:
Anything str8 that could instant death you.
Getting caught by a dedicated assault unit, you can hold your own, but you won’t compete with Wulfen any time soon!
Unit of 3
Use it for:
A convenient unit that can run off an cap objectives for you. A unit a herald can jump in to give him some abblative wounds. Something to hassle the enemies faster units. Something to take down some lighter vehicles. A great little distraction unit.
Things to be careful of:
Being focused. This will take them down pretty quickly.
Fast units that might catch and assault you.
BONUS SECTION: Tips and Tricks:
If nothing else is attached to the unit then you don’t have a shooting attack. This means you’re free to jink and get an increased saving throw when you need it.
At the end of the game your opponent has an objective that you need him off? No problem for Screamers, use your superior movement to angle yourself at a point on his unit that you can charge and maximise contact without getting too close to the objective. In his initiative step he will have to move 3″ in toward you possibly dragging him off the objective if you have your angles right. If you lose your unit he’ll probably consolidate back onto it, but if you don’t it might just win you the game!